Kalahari round 3

After the 1 millionth customer slap commercial i was asked to do another campaign for Kalahari.com again featuring Joey Rasdien and the brilliant "Doloris" played by Debbie Modlinne. These spots were aimed at people who dont shop online so it was heavy retail based and had to show how internet shopping worked. It was pretty tough to work with such a massive space. The warehouse is really big and we only had permission to shoot for one day. I really love working with the guys from JWT and its cool to see how much easier workflow gets when you get to know the people on the other side. I hope this is not the last time Conn and the team sit with me at THE INSTITUTE OF AMAZING SHIT for approvals. Gina King (art director on the last 2 jobs) sadly wont be joining them again in my little office as she is moving back to Joburg to work at Ireland Davenport. Maybe ill bust some good vibes with them in the future, you never know what might happen! check it!

My dad's bike...

My father started cycling when i was about 10. Think he owned some other bikes but this was the last one he had.I was too small to ride it and remember being too scared to touch it incase something happens. I also remember showing my friends, what i thought was the best bike in the world, when they came to visit. When you are at that age you dont know better and believe anything your dad owns is the best in the world. I also got into cycling and when i was 12 my dad bought me a 12 speed red and white racer. It was a bit shit because all my other friends had Peugeot Rapports and here im riding with a no name racer with fat tires. Think my father knew it wasnt gonna last because i never really liked cycling. I only really liked going downhill. I did stick it out and by the time i was big enough my dad gave me his bicycle. It was rad. By that time, probably 14, the bicycle wasnt the best any more. I actually realized that it never really was the best, ever. My attention also moved to girls and trying to be cool and fit in, so the bike got neglected. i eventually sold it to a friend. Selling it was something i always regretted in life, specially after i had a kid. I realized there are so many things my dad gave me that i sold or dont have anymore that i would have loved to give Jack when he grows up. I cant think of one thing from my youth that i can give to him.

Anyway so i have been thinking for a long time about building a single speed racer for town. I have been looking on the net and second hand bike stores but cant find anything my size or even half decent. I always think about how perfect my dad's bike was and that i wish i had it back. This week after a months of searching i made a decision to find that my dads bike, follow the trail of trading until i get it. I even had this vision of how i would find it after a hundred calls in some random persons garage in some small town.

I called my friend and after asking him who he sold it to he said" it's in the garage". so much for my epic search. He left it in his dad's garage when he moved out years ago and by some miracle his dad never threw it away.

So here it is. My dad's bike.







Its funny but for some reason it feels to me like the best bike in the world again. It is so rad to have it back. Thanks Petrus. When i got home yesterday my son freaked out when he saw it. Saying "mooi fietsie" over and over as he tried his best to get on it.

Im gonna restore it to its original state and give it to Jack one day just for him to probably just sell it to buy some new game or cell phone.

here goes...